Restart, Death Wings of Ending

The moonlight is bright, and on the second floor of the negative level of the Death Bureau's diagnosis and treatment building, two simple folding beds surround a completely transparent cylindrical growth liquid tank.

The two people occupying the entire bed were soundly asleep. Suddenly, the indicator light of the growth fluid tank flashed red, and the growth fluid inside began to be drained. Mu Qingfeng slowly fell to the bottom of the box, and then sprayed from the inside of the cylinder. The warm wind blows out and dries the clothes on my body.

Mu Qingfeng slowly opened her eyes, with a hint of blue in her eyes. With a slight movement of her fingers, the warm wind stopped, and a small door opened in the glass pillar in front of her.

After striding out, they saw two people sleeping like dead pigs. The bed companion seemed to be too neglectful of his duties.

The corners of Mu Qingfeng's mouth curled up slightly, and she had no intention of waking Zuo Zui. After bypassing them, she went upstairs to find Mingxu. While he was mentally improving these days, he was also thinking about the man in the green cloak.

Some information and accusations seem to point to one person, and he is going to confirm it now!

Once you reach the Big V level, you can basically go without eating or sleeping and nothing will happen. Of course, if you want to be lazy, everything will continue as usual. Mingxu is not a lazy person like Lin Hong. At this moment, he is still staying up late to analyze Mu Qingfeng's mental condition. The table is filled with various sketches and analytical formulas. He was still drawing in his hand, but suddenly his hand stopped. When he raised his head, he saw Mu Qingfeng standing at the door.

"You're awake!" Mingxu greeted calmly, not surprised.

"Well, thank you for your mental guidance," Mu Qingfeng said calmly as he walked in. There was no sense of sincerity at all, it was like a routine sentence.

Mingxu frowned slightly, roughly guessing the reason why Mu Qingfeng came to find him as soon as he woke up, and what he was painting was the coquettish spiritual flower.

Mu Qingfeng also caught a glimpse of it. He stood in front of the desk, hooked his fingers to the side, and a chair moved behind him obediently. Mu Qingfeng sat down firmly, put his feet on top of each other, put his hands on the armrests of the chair, and The aloof attitude of the deputy examiner.

Mingxu snickered, kicked his feet, moved the chair back a step or so, put his legs on top of each other, and crossed his hands on his thighs, with the same cold and scrutinizing expression.

"What do you want to ask me about?" Mingxu said first,

"Do you have a flower of spirit?" Mu Qingfeng said and glanced at the sketch on the table.

Mingxu glanced at it subconsciously and sneered: "Yes!" After a pause, he looked at Mu Qingfeng with a suspicious expression.

"You have one too. Did Mu Guang do experiments on you?"

"I got it accidentally at the base!" Mu Qingfeng explained calmly, then looked at Mingxu nervously and asked:

"Are you schizophrenic?"

"Ah?" Mingxu was surprised and suddenly laughed.

"Haha! It's difficult to answer this question. It's not impossible for the mental system to suffer from schizophrenia, but I'm afraid he won't be aware of the spirit he split, because they will all be very strong?"

"Is it possible to cross-level?" Mu Qingfeng asked. This was the most difficult clue he got from the man in the green cloak. Level X,

Mingxu's face suddenly darkened. He didn't know why Mu Qingfeng asked this, but he always felt that it had something to do with Mu Qingfeng's coma. He was very careful about this question, thought about it for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion.

"The possibility is not impossible. It depends on the type of leapfrog. If..."

"Where are the levels?" Mu Qingfeng asked anxiously before Mingxu finished explaining.

Mingxu raised his eyebrows and looked at Mu Qingfeng a little strangely.

"What do you mean! Are you doubting me?" Mingxu made a bold guess. Mu Qingfeng's attitude upon entering and the pressing nature of his questioning seemed like he was interrogating a criminal.

Mu Qingfeng narrowed his eyes, "Maybe or not!"

"Impossible. No matter how schizophrenic I am, I can't reach level X." Mingxu said coldly, with cold scorn and arrogance in his eyes. "You are questioning me like this now. Do you have any evidence?"

"It's just a guess, it's not you," Mu Qingfeng looked a little disappointed, and stood up after saying, "I'm sorry, it's me Tang Tu!" and stood up to leave.

"Stop!" Mingxu called to Mu Qingfeng, "It's rude to come and not return! Now it's my turn to ask."

He also stood up and walked around to Mu Qingfeng, patting his shoulder with his hand.

"I don't know what you have been through, but I can sense the energy of the angel god running in your body. I think it is Yivalo's spiritual wedge. Do you know what level the spiritual wedge's carrier material must reach?"

Mu Qingfeng was slightly startled. He had never really studied this spiritual wedge, and it seemed that he didn't have time to study it. But after hearing Mingxu's words, he guessed: "Do you want to reach V level? Why don't I need this condition?"

"It was the spiritual flower of Mu Guang that helped you block the backlash of the spiritual wedge,"

"Is this the result of your research?" Mu Qingfeng asked in surprise,

Mingxu sighed, "The flowers in my body told me that they can sense each other, so people with the flowers of the curtain light will never become enemies.

As you can see, I have been studying Muguang flowers for five or six days. Although I also have them, ours seem to be different. But their effects all tend to be the same, the power of protection.

No matter what the reason is for you to get her flowers, you are lucky, cherish them! "

"Won't he become an enemy?" Mu Qingfeng asked suspiciously. He clearly remembered that the man in the green cloak also possessed the flower of spirit and wanted to kill him. If not Mingxu, who would it be? etc! Mu Qingfeng suddenly thought of something!

"Congressman Mingxu, do you know the future knight?" Mu Qingfeng turned around and looked directly at Mingxu.

Mingxu was stunned for a moment, his eyes blank.

"I don't know! Future Knight? From the future? It should be a time-based power, but Lin Hong has never told me about it. You can ask him!"

"Oh!" Mu Qingfeng was disappointed again. He could see that Mingxu was not lying. "Then I'll leave first," Mu Qingfeng stepped forward again,

"Wait!" Mingxu suddenly stopped him again, "Do you and Zuo Zuo want to take part in next year's S-class Shinigami level exam?"

"Hmm! How do you know?" As soon as Mu Qingfeng finished speaking, he realized that he had asked too many questions. Before Mingxu could answer, he added, "Mu Guang told you, right? Why is it next year, not this year?" ?"

"You are talking about the preliminary test of the Killing Death God level. It has ended a long time ago. I heard that there are a few weirdos who have appeared, and even the Holy Angels take them seriously," Mingxu said and looked at Mu Qingfeng with deep meaning.

"The S-level exam only happens once every ten years. With your current strength, you shouldn't miss it. I think your corresponding procedures should have been completed. The notice will be sent in a few days. Have a good New Year." Well, maybe I won’t be able to survive in the future!”

Mu Qingfeng's expression darkened, and he did not question Mingxu's last words. The exam was actually not important to him. The chance to meet the master of Zhushu was the reason why he must go. Now that everything has been arranged, Mu Qingfeng accepted it happily.